Feta sighs. I take off my pants and wash them, until they are about as good as new as they would ever be again. I sit in the cave with him, snuggling near the toasty fire. We eat as much meat as we can possibly stomach, except only one, which we save. We eat what turns out to be a lot. We are sick in fear of killing Baito. We find ourselves unable to sleep, even though we are both very, very tired. I don't want to kill Baito, I just want to go home! I even miss my mother! We eventually go to sleep, though it takes at least two hours.
In the morning we decide to get up and evacuate. Baito will come looking for us, so we need to go to a place which he hasn't already checked. We pack everything up, however, Feta has to carry the pots and pans and I have to carry the weapons, so our backpacks can each fit in a sleeping bag. We find it harder to leave than we thought, we liked the cave while it lasted, it was waterproof, a water source was right beside it and there was a lot of room. We attempt to not leave too much evidence that we were there, however we have to leave behind our wonderfully made stove, and what even more painful, throw it into the lake. My precious stove! No!
We go on walking for about a mile until Feta halts us.
"Fatniss, something's not right!" he cries.
"What is it?" I ask, now worried.
"The blood on my finger... it wasn't there before! Look!" His finger appears to be bleeding.
"You pricked it on a twig, you drama queen! I was really worried, don't give me false alarms!" I turn around and start walking ahead. "Now come on, Sleeping Beauty!"
He sighs and follows me. We don't get much further before Feta shrieks.
"What now?" I yell back, not even bothering to turn around. "Did you fall asleep for a hundred years?
"There's blood now all over my leg!"
"Aw, yeah! Of course there is, duh!" I take the sarcasm to extreme and start walking a bit faster.
"Look at youself!"
I sigh and look down my leg. To my horror, he's right. There is dried blood coated all around it, some not quite dry yet even! I look up into the sky... the sky! All of the trees have lost there leaves. Now I turn to face him.
"Feta, wha-"
Without warning, it is raining, but not in water, in blood! We run away, fast, the only place that is near enough to go to and live with shelter in is the Mournodopia! It's a big risk, but we have to take it. We huff and puff, but try to keep our mouths closed so we don't swallow blood. Where did the Capeetol even get this blood from? The thought freaks me out. We go through the circle of podiums, and surprisingly, the rain stops. I look around, but the rain is still going on from the other side. They lead us to where we would fight Baito, we fell for their sptrap! We try to get out, but now there is an invisible forcefield, blocking our escape. There was no use! Baito has just ran with his backpack on his head inside, and he spots us immediately. He gets out a knife.
"Well then, Fatniss. You have two choices. You can have a quick, easy death or a miserable and painful death from trying to stop me. Tick, tock, tick, tock! Pick!"
"Um, what about me?" Feta yelled, he just had to ruin the dramatic moment, didn't he? "Is this all about you and Fatniss fighting it out?"
He scowls at Feta, he clearly also didn't want his dramatic moment ruined. "You're just the cheese boy. You're a quick, easy death, I can't waste time on you."
"YOU TAKE THAT BACK!"
"That would be more time wasted, though, wouldn't it?"
"YOU'RE LUCKY YOU'RE STILL STANDING THERE RIGHT NOW!"
"It would be so useless for me to not."
This is too much for Feta. He grabs a spear and runs and runs and runs to Baito. As soon as it actually looks like he may actually finish him off, Baito ducks his head by a few inches and it misses him by a hair. He pushes Feta backwards, knocking him out.
"You clearly want the second option, apparently!" He yells. "Typical you, not knowing what's best, clearly."
"FETA, WHY?" I scream in agony. "I WAS ACTUALLY KINDA WANTING THE FIRST ONE!"
He runs at me with the knife. I need to think fast. I rush up onto the roof of the Mournodopia and point my bow and arrow at him. He groans, attempting to climb up, only he manages to catch hold of every arrow I shoot. Every time he is nearly at the top I shove him down, making him fall and land on his tailbone! Ouch! I actually feel a bit bad for him. He is now limping. Next time I try to shove him down, he is prepared, and manages to cut me deep into the shoulder before falling on his tailbone again! I hold it down as it stings like crazy! He knows where he cut me, and cackles. I don't feel bad for him whatsoever anymore! I look up, my vision is hazy and I see stars. I then got a sudden adrenaline surge through me, one that said, "woman up, Fatniss!", and I swear I can now see things from miles away.
That was when I notice a large pack of at least a hundred wolves heading straight towards us. Wild eyes, big wild eyes. They even have these amazing green eyes, they twinkle like mad. I remember that was the trick Glove had played on me. Glove...
"THEY ARE DUPLICATES OF GLOVE'S EYES!" I cry.
The Capeetol knew her trick. Baito stands still, he recognised her eyes too. But, the pack wasn't running towards us, they were running towards Feta! Feta can't fend them off, he'll die! I have one plan, but it's not that great! I open up my backpack and search rapidly for the last piece of meat. When I eventually find it, I take it out and holler to the wolf pack just before they reach Feta. I drop the piece of meat on Baito's head. The wolves run straight for him.
"NO!" he cries. "Fatniss, you monster!"
He throws the piece of meat through the forcefield! It can only shield humans! The wolves run straight through and are soon out of sight. He has an adrenaline surge through him as he attempts to climb up! But then he realises that he has a better idea, and runs, with his knife, towards Feta. He was going to kill Feta!
"NO!" I yell.
I take out my bow and arrow and shoot Baito in the back. He takes it out as he bleeds, screeching in pain. I can finish him off, but that's the last thing I want to do. I take out my sleeping bag and run towards Feta. I wrap him up in the sleeping bag, and attempt to shove him through. The forcefield thought he was a sleeping bag! Now he was safe from Baito, even if I died, he would live.
Baito slowly gets up and sees what I have done. I smirk at him as I rush back on top of the Mournodopia. He runs towards me and looks up at me.
"YOU STUNG ME WITH TRACKER JACKERS, YOU DESTROYED MY SUPPLIES, KILLING MY ALLIES! AND THE WORST ONE, YOU KILLED GLOVE! YOU DESERVE TO DIE!"
He climbs up the Mournodopia, now with his knife. As he is nearly at the top he swings, but I have another adrenaline surge and dodge the attack quickly and grab his knife. I launch at his middle finger with it. His index finger was clean off. He collapsed onto the ground.
"BECOME BAIT, BAITO!"
He collapses to the ground. What happens next is weird. He is opening his mouth, he is clearly shouting, but I cannot hear anything. Then through the force field comes in the wolf pack! I understand now! His scream was so loud it was outside of the limit in which humans can hear! But the wolves hear it perfectly well! They sit down around him to listen to him sing his really loud song. He "sings" for about an hour. As soon as he stops, the wolves pounce. He is dead in seconds! Then the wolves run back where they came from, I don't think they were done with the meat yet.
The invisible forcefield went down so I could get to Feta. He was still wrapped in the blanket. I take out some filtered water and pour it on his face, he wakes up. He is staring at me in disbelief.
"You... killed Baito?"
"Yes... well, technically the wolves did, but they wouldn't have if it wasn't for me!"
"I wanted to fight him with you, Fatniss."
"That doesn't matter, Feta! What matters is that we survived the Hunter Games!"
"THEN WHY AREN'T WE HOME YET?" he suddenly shouts. "WHY CAN'T WE GO HOME?"
The speaker appears in the sky. "The final two tributes! They shall now battle it out!" it disappears.
It is my turn to stare at him in disbelief.
"Kill me, Fatniss." he hands me a knife. "Get it over with!"
"NO!" I yell. "I WON'T DO IT!"
"One of us has to leave."
"IF ONE OF US STAYS BEHIND, WE BOTH STAY BEHIND!" I mean't it because if I kill Feta, I will never really be able to go home, I'll always be stuck in the arena.
"Then let's do it!" he grabs some of the Nightlock from a nearby bush and hands them to me. "Let's both die."
"WHAT?" I cry.
Then he whispers, "spit them out at last second. The Capeetol would much rather two winners than none."
"OK, YEAH, LET'S BOTH DIE, LOL!"
He frowns. "The lol was unnecessary."
"IT MAY BE THE LAST TIME I SAY LOL IN MY LIFE!"
He smirks. "You just said it then."
"LET'S JUST DIE ALREADY!"
He puts the berry in his mouth, at the same time as I do. Nothing happens, the Capeetol is not buying it. But what are they not buying? I don't spit it out, I swallow. Instead I am fulfilled with a delicious flavour. Not Nightlock, a blueberry! Feta swallows and immediately begins to choke. He had given me a blueberry and given himself the Nightlock!
"You killed yourself!" I scream.
"I did it for us."
"You can't die!"
"I have to."
I try to jerk him upwards, to make him vomit, but his mouth wouldn't open. I don't want him to die, I don't want him to die. We both think this is an act, but we are very wrong. As he begins to shrivel, I yell the truth.
"THIS WASN'T AN ACT! I LOVE YOU, HOT DUDE!"
I don't know if he heard me, but he soon stops breathing.
"NO!" I start to cry.
A tube suddenly went over me as I was sucked up to a hovercraft. I cry again, I keep crying and crying and crying. I clutch my broken heart as my prep team comes to congratulate me. They really are idiots. They throw me into a dress and headband and bring me to Dina. Dina styles my hair into a side braid and leads me on stage to the ceremony to celebrate my victory, a large, golden stage outside with two seats. I don't want to celebrate, when can I at least go home? No, now we'll be neighbours with Heybich, NO! Take me back, I want to go back to Feta, I want to be back in the cave with him. I have and interview with Beesar. At least he understands a bit, he is soft as he talks and doesn't mention Feta's death. Clearly, the audience wanted some drama, as you could tell by their faces that they weren't satisfied as I went off, if only they understood! President Bow goes on stage, in a suit made of bows and invites me on stage. He doesn't take pity in me whatsoever, the death is the topic of our conversation, and doesn't comfort as I weep on stage. He crowns me in my victor crown and finally I'm allowed to leave. I run off, my head in my arms. As soon as I get to my room, I split the crown in half and sob. The other half deserves to be for Feta!
My heart is greeted with a sudden warmth as I hold the second half. I stop crying immediately and hug it, it could not be delivering a clearer message.
Feta will always live on.
In my heart.
Maybe I shouldn't have split it, President Bow will want me to wear it for the next ceremony.
Uh oh.
I run off to ask for superglue.
The End.
Thanks for reading this comedy about Fatniss Everbean!
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